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24 Homes in 40 Years

I figured out today that I've lived in 24 different homes in less than 40 years. It's actually not as many as I thought, but still too much moving around.

I also went to six different schools, but that's not so bad considering the amount of times I've moved. We're scheduled to close on our new house (my 25th) next Wednesday. This is after ten long years of renting.

I'm trying not to think about it too much, because the wait can drive one insane. Our tiny townhouse is about a quarter of the way packed. And if I could just stop shopping for the new house, we probably wouldn't be so cramped.

I know I mentioned this in a previous post, but I think it deserves mentioning again. When my ex-husband and I split up over ten years ago, I left our house and basically started life over. My current husband and I started out in a tiny apartment, and have lived in various small places since then.

When we first got together, I told him I wanted to own a house again by the time I was 40. That was ten years down the road, and even being that far away, I wasn't sure it would ever happen again.

That's why I find it truly amazing that although we're closing next week, we have movers coming March 20th...my 40th birthday. I think that is so cool (and I secretly think my mom had a big hand in lining everything up for us.)

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24 Homes in 40 Years

I figured out today that I've lived in 24 different homes in less than 40 years. It's actually not as many as I thought, but still too much moving around.

I also went to six different schools, but that's not so bad considering the amount of times I've moved. We're scheduled to close on our new house (my 25th) next Wednesday. This is after ten long years of renting.

I'm trying not to think about it too much, because the wait can drive one insane. Our tiny townhouse is about a quarter of the way packed. And if I could just stop shopping for the new house, we probably wouldn't be so cramped.

I know I mentioned this in a previous post, but I think it deserves mentioning again. When my ex-husband and I split up over ten years ago, I left our house and basically started life over. My current husband and I started out in a tiny apartment, and have lived in various small places since then.

When we first got together, I told him I wanted to own a house again by the time I was 40. That was ten years down the road, and even being that far away, I wasn't sure it would ever happen again.

That's why I find it truly amazing that although we're closing next week, we have movers coming March 20th...my 40th birthday. I think that is so cool (and I secretly think my mom had a big hand in lining everything up for us.)